Dear Texas, Please Secede

Dear Texas, despite all of your shortcomings, I am here to inform you:

You are the last best hope of mankind.

The collectivists now have the votes in the Senate to pass the Health Care Enslavement Act. Everything else is procedure. Therefore I must recognize that now, to my utter horror…

I no longer live in a free country.

I speak as a ranter of the third or second order, this one is freaking awesome. I agree with all of it, too. I’m fer it. Let’s go. We can give all the fine military folks, whom I admire greatly and respect deeply, who are stationed here on Texas soil, the option to be a Texan, as well. After all, they’ve done the heavy lifting to keep our entire republic (I speak here of the US of A) safe, and if there is no longer a republic (I speak here of the US of A), I personally would welcome them with open arms.

The South (Now West) Texian clarifies a point about any legal “right” of Texas to secede.

More genius:

I know that most of your nasty collectivist hippies have been confined to Austin, like cells of tuberculosis encrusted in calcium. They are harmless and if the chips were down, you could drive them out to live in some refugee camp on the Louisiana border. They could live there for decades, like the Palestinians in the Middle East, only they would be singing bad college rock. And smell worse.
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They revolted over a dinky tea tax, for Chr-ssake. Now look at us. You think George Washington would’ve sighed, shaken his head, and trundled down to the Tax-Stamp office to buy health insurance mandated by the British Crown ’cause it was the law?

Gratuitous gorgeous Texas ladies there, too, if you’re interested in that kind of thing, and well, knowing my audience, you are.